Love and Nappiness

My hair is wild, furiously spiraled, gravity-defying, spring loaded hair. It’s big, confident, room-commanding specfuckingtacular hair. It’s difficult, contradictory, rebellious. Once I got to know my hair in its nappy state, I didn’t have any problems with it. It sits there and grows, and I try not to fuck it up. The one thing about […]

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Black Tea, White Translator

For once my iGoogle page led me to some interesting content: this discussion regarding race and the Tea Party on CNN. I’ve never found myself so vehemently agreeing with a middle aged white dude, in fact, it was kind of scary. On the one hand, I’m really glad the topic of what the reaction would […]

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In Defense of Silicone

You may be wondering why I, a fat black chick, spend time championing the cause of (mostly) rich white women who choose to have plastic surgery. It’s not because I disagree with the point that the choice to alter your body surgically can be informed by internalization of societal beauty standards. It’s also not because […]

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Chipping Away at Choice

Anti-choice activists scored big on Tuesday when the Oklahoma Legislature voted to override the OK governor’s veto on two abortion bills. One of the bills is particularly blatant in its ploy to shame women into not choosing an abortion — it requires women to have an ultrasound, be shown the extremities, heart and organs of […]

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The Kate Hudson Debacle, or Why Feminism is for White Women Again

[This article previously appeared on the other blog I contribute to, I Fry Mine in Butter] Lately, the definition of the word “feminist” has become somewhat vague. With so many women fleeing from the term, whether because they don’t feel represented by it or because they fear its perceived negative connotations, the relevance of referring […]

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April’s Not Too Early For September

If the profile featured in The September Issue of Anna Wintour, editor-in-chief of Vogue, is supposed to frame her as a cold-hearted, semi-sadistic bitch similar to the character Miranda Priestly in The Devil Wears Prada, it doesn’t do a very good job. In fact, I found myself admiring and even liking Ms. Wintour. She is […]

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